Lance, Becka, & Kayla

Lance, Becka, & Kayla

Saturday, June 1, 2013

One Year Ago

This weekend, one year ago, a sweet little blond hair, blue eyed, scared girl came into our home. That Friday night we bought Tinker Bell sheets and comforter, a Tinker Bell night light, a Tinker Bell doll, a pink lamp, a princess bed time story book, and the list goes on. It was like having a new born child brought into our home. Everything was new, everything was exciting... even those wild temper tantrums that some of you were able to experience with us! We helped her to overcome her fear of water, we taught her how to love, and we showed her what "family" is really all about.

One year ago, we were lied to by a foster care worker. We were told this little girl who stole our hearts would soon be available for adoption. So, maybe we did allow ourselves to become more attached than normal. BUT if you know Lance and me, then you know how dear children are to our hearts, and getting attached was inevitable.

One year and 2 1/2 months ago we had to say good-bye to this sweet, blond hair, blue-eyed, brave girl. In 2 1/2 months she grew in her ability to face her fears, accept new things, and in love. She was only 4 years old when she came and went. She left 10 days shy of her 5th birthday, although our family and friends gave her the best birthday!

Two weeks ago as school was ending she came to my mind. I pray that she survived Kindergarten and will start 1st grade in August. I pray that one day she will remember Mrs. Becka and Mr. Lance, and the love we gave to her last summer.

Some pictures I finally feel comfortable sharing of our summer time together...

 A project we did together; a memory for us


 One of the many times swimming in Mr. George's pool



Her favorite activity!




 Fun with friends @ church


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Having fun... mudding!



Trip the Aquarium in New Orleans


On top of Mt. Magazine!
One of our 2 trips to Arkansas

Our story does not end with this one little girl, it began with her. We know God has a purpose for us, but just like everyone we won't know until it is meant to be known.


~ Becka